Out my kitchen window

Sometimes I need to look out my front door rather than out my kitchen window. Today was one of those moments. What a show I was gifted with. The sunrise was a ribbon of colors that would be very hard to duplicate.

I snapped a photo of the sky, streaked with golds, oranges and blues. There were little puffs of clouds that looked like very stiff whipped egg whites spread across the sunrise.

Perfect! There isn’t any more that can be said to describe it.

I’ve said goodbye to my colorful view out my kitchen window where, just a few weeks ago, pots of red geraniums and beds of blue salvia, white aly...